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HUMAN REFUSE
The Case for Vigilante Justice
Michael Vick
If you can throw a football and make a shit ton of money for the organization that is paying you far more than you deserve, far more than decent people make working two and three jobs, then you can abuse animals with such savagery that the rational mind can’t fathom it.
Remember Michael Vick? He’s the NFL quarterback who did twenty-one months in stir for “pleading guilty to one count of conspiracy to travel in interstate commerce in aid of unlawful activities and to sponsor a dog in an animal fighting venture.”
That sounds so…banal, doesn’t it? “An animal fighting venture.” Kind of like two cats boxing it out. You know, the way cats do.
As disgusting as the reality of forcing man’s best friend to fight for money, Vick did far worse. He tortured and killed “underperforming” dogs by hanging, electrocution, drowning, and, when the urge struck, with his bare hands. In case you’ve forgotten any of this, the following, recent LinkedIn post by a woman who witnesses animal abuse on a daily basis will remind you. And, if it doesn’t make you as angry and as sick to your soul as it did me, I don’t want to know you. In fact, block me.
Look at the scars on Lucas’ face and tell me, please, why is this human scum a free man? Why was he named “comeback player of the year?” Why is he drawing breath?
I know how that sounds, but the deeper you delve into this horror show, the worse it gets. And if you’re a lifelong animal lover like me, then you believe in an “eye for an eye.”
Please don’t bring up God and/or his love. Or, his forgiveness. God has no place in this as he turned a blind eye while Vick was holding a small dog by its legs and slamming it to the ground. Repeatedly.
There are some acts I cannot and will not forgive. I’d make a shitty deity.
